Imagine, if time were like water
Rivers flowing past the edges of reason.
The current sings a song, an echo of silence.
You walk the path of questions, where answers dissolve like sugar in rain.
Where do you belong in the fluidity of flux?
Is there comfort in the waves?
The stars weep phosphorescent rays, a celestial glow of forgotten dreams.
What awaits beneath the threshold of tomorrow's uncertainty?
Start anew, a void without an end.